Joe Rob was like a brother to me. I met him 30 years ago when I moved in next to him. He was funny, loving and loyal. He was a good friend and is greatly missed. There is no one I would rather watch the Gamecocks with than Joe and his mom. We shared so many laughs and good times together. We also helped each other through some really tough times as friends do. 

I love you Joe Rob. I miss you every day. ❤️

Joe and Vickie Robertson came to see my mother in the nursing home when she was down and out. Not many others in  my own family did. He is in a better place now.

Joe was my little cousin so I knew him all his life. I have so many fond memories of him from when he was a baby until he was called to his Heavenly Reward. We followed all the boxers of our times, and watched so many matches on closed circuit and pay-per-view  television. Joe was a big Gamecock fan and had amazing memories of the seasons of our time. Joe had an amazing IQ and watching “Jeopardy” with him was fun. His knowledge transcended sports and that made our many conversations so interesting. Having his mother and wife get together with our family and others for Christmas the last few years was a special treat filled with so much fun and happiness; memories that will be cherished.

Joe Rob and I spent more than a few chapters of life together and most of our teenage years. 

Joe has always been blessed and favored, I know he’s with the lord surrounded with love in a glorious heaven. 

We used to stop in on people while out running errands, kinda Social Media of our time. 

Some of my fondest memories of Joe were having lunch with his grandmother and watching Soap Opera’s while we talked and ate. 
And stopping in to surprise his sweet mother at work, then off to my dad’s office for a drop in. Dad’s office was on Bull Street just around the corner, good good memories. 

Mr. & Mrs. Robertson raised Joe with faith, morals and good values, Joe held himself to a very high standard. 

I learned a lot from JR, he was a snappy dresser and carried himself with pride.  


Stories, I’ve got many and I’m sure we all do, I’ll share a memory, a testament of Joe’s Blessed Life and how I witnessed the lord’s hand literally on Joe’s life. 

We both had fast fast motorcycles and an itch for the beach with the wind in our hair. 
Without a care In the world or any plan we took off to Myrtle Beach. 
Within a short, fast ride we were heading down the last road to the water when a car passed me doing over 100 MPH. 
I saw the car hit Joe‘s motorcycle, we were also traveling at a high rate of speed. Joe went down to the pavement, he slid like a hockey puck hovering a millimeter above the stones in the asphalt, he slid for an eternity it seemed, then he put his feet down and popped up running. Like sliding into home plate. 
I got off my motorcycle in shock, got his bike off the side of the road. 
He was standing there looking at his arms and hands like they were just given to him, he was in shock, and shocked that he couldn’t find anything wrong with himself after praying for protection. We looked for broken bones, cuts and bodily damage, he had none. Apparently he slid on his wallet and not even his shorts were scuffed, but his wallet was and his underwear was shredded, he had a big red burn mark from the heat friction on his butt. 
He told me that the car hit his motorcycle while passing, just behind his leg, then again just in front of his leg, knocking the bike out from underneath him, he grabbed at the car’s windshield and passenger side mirror while looking into the car and at the occupants, he described their faces, he said they were horrified too. 

The lord needed Joe, we hate to see him go, we hope he knows how we feel and that we’ll celebrate together again.  

Rest easy Joe Rob, sorry we haven’t talked in way too long.  

The service that was scheduled for today unfortunately have to be postponed due to Covid. We are under quarantine until the 19th. As soon as we feel it is safe we will set a different date.
Thanks everyone for all the love and support and memories. He would be so happy knowing how many lives he touched. 

I met Joe in 2nd grade, and having come in sometime during the start of school year, I was being introduced to the class by the teacher.  There was a boy on a stool in the  corner, due to some previous infraction, and while the teacher's head was turned, was making the class laugh by making funny faces.  Each time the teacher would turn and investigate the source of the disturbance, this boy would put on an innocent face, only to return to his mischief when she turned back around.

So, that's how I met Joe, 53  years ago; laughing and making people laugh, and that's how I remember him now.... enjoying life, and helping others enjoy it too.

Goodbye, my friend.  You will be missed.

I first met Joe in 6th grade @ E.L. Wright Middle School and I was fortunate enough to remain close friends every year until we graduated high school together. I remember a time in 9th grade when a complete stranger and I bumped into one another in the hallway between classes. Unfortunately, this individual wanted to start a fight and I still had fresh stitches in my head from a recent sports injury. Before I could even say a word, Joe jumped in between us and told this kid that he would have to go through himself to get to me. Obviously, everyone who knew Joe back then was smart enough to turn the other way.

To Joe’s friends and family members, I am so very sorry for your loss. He may be gone but I can promise you that he will never be forgotten. Prayers are being extended to each and everyone of you during this difficult time. 🙏🙏

Bruce Rylant


I first met Joe Rob on a school bus first day of school. He was a fun person with a good heart. We grew up riding bicycles, playing basketball etc...  Later in high school I remember him driving his 69  Olds Cutlass. I feel privileged to have been one of his friends.  

Joe was such a nice, sweet guy!  We were close friends at Dent and Spring Valley! I enjoyed seeing him over the years at NorthEast / Spring Valley reunions.  We will all miss you, Joe! ❤️

You’re Already greatly missed. RIP Joe Rob

I. Grew up with Joe , went to school  through out our childhood we hung out everyday. I remember in the 1990s going to myrtle beach on the back of joes brand new Honda motorcycle 🏍 and a group of friends we definitely had a great time. Joe was always the best . Really going to be missed.
     Eric Kohn 

I meet Joe in 1980.  A gregarious, comedic and generally fun guy to be around. Joe was directly responsible for changing the trajectory of my adulthood by being a tremendous academic and athletic motivator . He influenced me to quit smoking and enroll in The University of South Carolina. I lost touch with Joe the last the three decades, so unfortunately do not know his family. I hope they see this and know he was a good man that made a difference in friends lives. 

I will always remember Joe as a great man. He was always ready for an adventure. He will be greatly missed.

OBITUARY

Joe M. Robertson Jr.

February 15, 1961 – August 31, 2021

Dunbar Funeral Home (Devine)

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